You call it nude I call it beauty

[osho]

You are afraid to show what you have
This is you call nakedness, something abhorrent
A misnomer, dirty and smutty
You are too afraid to see the beauty in you
And in others.
You express the feelings, brutally sensual through poetry
For to express plainly, candidly demeans you
This is dazzlingly a beautiful artifact designed by your destiny
Obscene is your concept here
Not the thing you dislike to depict
You love to expose it but your social norms censor it
You are the society and you are the social
The rest is a game

[hillwalker]

More of a diatribe than a poem - and I'm wondering who the 'You' is that seems to bear the brunt of so much of what you write. Whoever they are, they must be rather tired of being addressed in such a manner by now.

H